I have to admit that I’ve been having a tough time finding original ideas lately. I started leafing through my AP Stylebook to find definitions for unusual words, and then I saw something that blew my mind!
Smokey Or Smokey Bear.
Not Smokey the Bear.
But: A smoky room.
Evidently, we’re not allowed to call him Smokey the Bear!
What’s up with that?
It’s always been Smokey the Bear to me. When I was in high school, one of my friends took the screenname “smokeythebear1″ to harrass guys in our class. (We were fun.)
I find it astonishing that the AP feels the need to clarify that issue.
I have to warn you again…that I will not be posting tomorrow. Once you hear why, you will surely forgive me based on the sheer awesomeness of what I’m doing.
I’m going to Donnie Wahlberg’s birthday party.
The New Kid on the Block. The one who played the crazy guy at the beginning of The Sixth Sense. The one who burned down that house back in the 90s. Donnie was always the crazy one.
I love living in Boston.
(Let’s hope that his little brother Marky Mark is there! After meeting Vanilla Ice last March, I’m collecting all the early 90s hunks!)